"hey I don't squirm that much." Kane said definsively and then kissed her, "Okay baby, I'll be waiting on you, and I think Rambo has been waiting, hes been sitting by the door for at least an hour. He loves you more than me." He muttered smirking. His father smiled, "I think I should head out, it was great catching up." Kane nodded, "it was, and I'll keep you updated on my situation."
Kenna took his hand and laughed. It was interesting to hear the stories, and wondered if they'd be doing the same years later. Kenna only thought on that briefly before she smiled.
"He still squirms just as much," she laughed before sitting back down and smiled. "Well...it's been lovely...but I'm going to take Rambo for his walk."
Kissing Kane's cheek she stood up. Sometimes they did together, sometimes it was just her, she was enjoying the solitude.
Kane chuckled and his mother spoke, "I was going to name Kane after his father but that got pushed to the middle name as about two weeks before he was born he would move around so much that it felt like he was wrestling himself so he was named Kane after the wrestler that was popular at the time. I always liked the name anyway and it fit him perfectly."
Kenna looked to Kane curiously about the names. That'd be worth discussing further, perhaps.
"My cousin always said the names of her kids came to her towards the end when their personality was coming out. Like Brooke, was always mad when she sat down and was still, so she used my middle name because she was going to be a hell raiser. And she is," Kenna chuckled. IT was still a little strange but funny.
Placing a hand on his, she was glad that he was happy even if she still had her own doubts.
Kane smiled, "I'm okay with that, I always said if I had a daughter I would name her something cute and southern like Paisley." Tabatha smiled, "You told me when you were little you would have a boy and a girl, Peyton and Paisley." Kane blushed, "I think thats up to Kenna, momma. We were surprised by Baby Brown, more than you know." He touched her small bump gently.
Had they even talked names? There was just over a month and a half before they found out a gender. For her it was just trying to survive all this without going completely insane or starved.
"Nope, not at all," Kenna shook her head. If that child had a complete name without any of their names attached that'd be perfect. "And not any names named after cities. That's just annoying."
Kissing him back she couldn't wait for her food, it had been three months.
Kane got up slowly, they were watching another game. "Hey Darlin'." he said wincing as he walked into the kitchen. He wasn't supposed to be up but he was of course. "Did ya'll have fun?' He asked kissing her neck. His father followed behind him and hugged Tabatha. "We caught up, watched a game, talked about the baby, and I explained to him Kane Alan would not be in his grandson's name if its a boy."
Kissing him back she gave a soft smile. "I love you, too. We'll be back..."
It was different having a mother around. Zupas did end up winning due to the soup, and there was some food there that should be mostly safe to eat. Something with chicken.
Coming back to the food, she was expecting awkward silence but they seemed to be getting along quite well. Placing the food down on the table she had enjoyed the day with her.
Tabatha nodded, "I'll let you in on a little secret, they tell you that but a little is okay. Your baby will be just fine if you give into one of your cravings." Kane slowly got up and kissed Kenna, "Baby have fun I'll be alright." He was holding his side and his dad looked to his worried. "I love you darlin'." When Kenna and Tabatha had left Alan looked to Kane, "So you and your wife are having a baby, shes a beautiful woman."
"You know...Zupa's sound amazing...salad, amazing sandwiches, God I miss those...wait...I can't, processed meat. I have to wait five more months, this sucks," Kenna groaned missing her favorite food. "Alright...gyros. They have rice and other items."
It was a craving that she hadn't been really able to eat. The new medicine from the hospital might actually be working. Eating again would be amazing. She couldn't afford to lose weight, she had to gain weight somehow.
"Something Kane can eat, Alan isn't picky." Tabatha said smiling, "Its been years since I've been with Kane's father and him being back feels right, It was always him. Even after all that time." Kane looked to his mother and wife in the kitchen, 'Everything alright in there?" he asked worriedly. Alan and Kane looked alike but Kane's skin tone was a tad lighter and he had his mother's cheeks.
There was nothing like pregnancy hormones to turn her into a blubbering fool. If anything she could use the night off of pregnancy and sleep longer than four hours. Giving a yawn she nodded.
"Nah, I'm just an awkward bundle of mess under a calm facade," Kenna half joked. Luckily the shoes were close for when she walked Rambo or went for a swim. "Let's pick dinner up on the way back."
She nodded, "Kane and Alan will be fine, they're more alike than they know but Alan made some bad decisions when Kane was a baby." She sighed, "lets leave them be and let me take you baby shopping and we can just relax and bond. We haven't had much time alone together, and I know Kane is worried that you don't like me that much but I told him that was nonsense."
"I'm not a family person. I don't even really like kids that much. it doesn't make any sense and....I don't know...I haven't talked to my mom in years, sperm donor...I don't know. I'm just going to screw up or not hug enough," Kenna sighed running a hand through her hair.
If anything she was half a wife but was always trying to do more. Right now it felt like like too much. "Should we let them be? I could use time away from the house."
"Don't go saying that sweetheart." Tabatha said entering the kitchen. "A baby is a gift... I should know, I was younger than you saying that same thing before Kane was born. You two will be okay... Kane is going to be okay... my son loves you." She was telling the truth, anyone could see that Kane loved her. "Is he not treating you right?" She asked her southern accent picking up a little more.
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